I've been dealing with this and didn't realize what it was. DH apparently had looked it up and told me that's what it was. I thought it would go away but so far hasn't. I called the DR on Friday and she's calling some medication in for me on Monday so hopefully that will help. I guess it's pretty common but with such a good pregnancy it disappoints me that I have it. I just wondered it anyone else was dealing with this or had any insightful info that would help?
I didn't have anything that was diagnosed, but with my first son I do remember that even though I was so happy, I felt so powerfully overwhelmed. I didn't do anything to fix it, it just went away after a while. In my case, I was breastfeeding, the act of it releases some calming hormones so that probably helped.
Deep nasal breathing helps me (I took a yoga class before the seond child came along) to feel connected and calm. Your nasal passages are connected to the sympathic (right nostril) and parasympathic (left) nervous system.
I took naps with my baby too, my sanity was more important to me than housekeeping. I have read that new moms lose an average of 700 hrs of sleep a year.
Hormones do change a woman after birth, and for some it's really drastic. I think it's okay to keep your options open about therapy and possible medication to balance you out for a while. If nothing else worked, I certainly would want some chemical help.
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I was diagnosedf with Prenatal Depression. Many women get it. The key is controlling it so is doesn't become Postnatal Depression, which can be much worse.
AAAAAAgh! I had this whole long reply typed and then my computer died. What the hoo-ha is a run time error!? Anyway...Long story - shortened. Yes, I was super blue for a bit after Caeden was born. We had a very difficult delivery and he went straight to the special-care nursery. I didn't get to hold him or bond, I really felt like I didn't even have a baby. When we took him home I was convinced I couldn't give him the care he needed. I kept thinking, "He was just critical and your sending him home? WITH ME?!" I told my husband to go to work and told my mom that everything was fine when she would call. I felt like this was my job as a mother, people do it all the time - I should be able to do it too. Really, I just felt like I was drowning. You should be proud of yourself. Having and taking care of a baby is HARD work. You are being proactive about your health and the health of your family Good for you. Take the medication and give it time to work. It seems that your hubby is a great support to you, confide in him as much as you can. Let it out productively. Crying in the wash room with a sock over your face so hubby won't hear you is NOT productive. Yes, I did that. AND- it wasn't even a clean sock, it was just the first thing I grabbed There is a light at the end of the tunnel, it may seem like a long way off but it's there. I can actually confess to everyone, even to non-MS friends, and laugh about my dirty-sock crying jag. The book, Mothing the New Mother, has some great information on PPD, including the different types. I haven't read Brooke Shields book but I've heard good things about it. Feel free to PM me anytime you like.
Thanks so much for responding. And Sibeski. I did exactly that for awhile....sent DH back to work and told everyone I was fine when I wasn't. Beforehand I had told him to go home and rest instead of having him stay at the hospital with me. It all went faster than planned and so they had given me a sleeping pill and then later some pain medicine. Between that and the drugs they gave me I feel like I missed the whole thing (mostly all I remember was how much it hurt) and even made DH miss it. The nurse knew enough to call him but he still didn't get there until the baby was just delivered (right before they took him for the bath) because of how fast it was. Then the next day I honestly thought it was all a dream until DH told me I really already had the baby. Everyone always talks about how wonderful it is to hear their baby first cry....and I missed it. I told DH it just means we have to have another one later. I've talked to him and he's not upset and doesn't think I caused him to miss it at all....so that helps. He said if anything he's glad he didn't have to see me in the pain I was in. I handle pain pretty well normally but when he got there I was looking really in pain still. He said my lips were all white and I still had a deathgrip on the bed rail.
Anyway just to update you...they gave me Zoloft and the first night I took it, I had an allergic reaction to it. It made me vomit all night and also gave me tremors. I had to wake DH up to put the baby back to bed because I was shaking so bad that I was afraid I would drop him or hurt him. We tried to call the oncall nurse but no one answered and DH was about to take me to the ER but I finally fell asleep first. So he was really great and sat up with me and took care of the baby. The next morning on the label it said to notify the doctor immediately if you had any of these "unusual side effects" so I called the Dr who said no that wasn't a side effect....I was probably coming down with something. I had to explain several times to the nurse who was relaying to the dr what the bottle said about it and explain about DH almost taking me to the ER before finally the nurse decided it was an allergic reaction and called in welbutrin for me.
I was really scared to take anything after that but just on the chance that from what the nurse said that if I didn't, it could get worse...I went ahead. It seems to be working well and I'm starting to feel normal again. I had such a good pregnancy and DH was talking about our next one before this one was born so I really hope this goes away fast and doesn't make either of us too scared for another one.
What the hoo-ha is a run time error!?
Good for you. Take the medication and give it time to work. It seems that your hubby is a great support to you, confide in him as much as you can. Let it out productively.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel, it may seem like a long way off but it's there. I can actually confess to everyone, even to non-MS friends, and laugh about my dirty-sock crying jag.
I had to explain several times to the nurse who was relaying to the dr what the bottle said about it and explain about DH almost taking me to the ER before finally the nurse decided it was an allergic reaction and called in welbutrin for me.
